A cube displayed itself, runes from their visions matched the ones on the screen, then a number appeared.

"The Blissful Icon." Lon said.

"What's that?" Cameo asked, and the idea that he did not know the answer made Garrett ill at ease more than anything that had so far occurred.

"We locked it away, back on Tython, before the migrations. It was a holocron unlike any other. The legends say that it was an artifact of seemingly pure light side energy, it radiated bliss, contentment, joy - all the benefit of a lifetime of meditation and sacrifice, by merely concentrating on it's surface. A quick and easy path to something that is neither."

They were walking through the artifacts, all of which seemed alive in a way they had not before. Runes were dancing, weird light illuminated the floors, books were open. Even Garrett felt the Dark Side vibrating within.

"So why'd you lock it up?" Garrett asked. "Peace and bantha grease in a box? Drop it in on Coruscant and the Senate's all kittens and rainbows, right?"

"Apathy." Cameo said. Disaara nodded.

"It brought joy, contentment, without action. The adepts wasted away, addicted, they wanted nothing but to glance upon it. They were useless, drained..."

"And here it is." Cameo said, motioning to a cube, suspended in a pillar of nullification resin, surrounded by forcefields.

"The Love Bomb." Garrett said.

"All we know is that there were three, three artifacts of the Immortal Emperor, that, somehow, could bring about his rebirth."

"So he's dead but also immortal. And I thought I did all the drugs." Garrett sighed.